Chapter 1272 Respect for the Devil to Shape His Own Body

demon world

secret room

"Oops, I hurt my consciousness."

"What to do, the lord is still a mortal body, once the consciousness is injured, there is no way to recover if it does not retreat for three to five years."

"Retreat? The Lord is definitely not willing."

"Can you think of a way to make the Lord come back completely?"

"There is no other way, other than the golden pill of the soul-suppressing beast, there is no other way to make the Lord reborn."

"Yes, there must be a way. Isn't the Soul Gathering Umbrella still in our hands? I went to the fairyland to find Yaocao. As long as I can recall the soul of the Lord, there is a way to reshape my own for him. Flesh."

"Yaocao? That is the most precious treasure in the fairy world. It is easier said than done? Even if you are lucky enough to get it, how can the Soul-Suppressing Beast allow us to summon the Lord's soul under its nose."

"If you have a solution, you have to try it. Otherwise, with the personality of the Lord, as long as you have a breath, he will not give up. Sooner or later, he will go to the soul-suppressing beast. If he looks like this, he will go to the soul-suppressing beast again." Soul-suppressing beasts are a dead end."

"You are optimistic about the Lord, I will go to the fairy world to find a way to bring back Yaocao." Mo Yu said.

"I'll go with you." Qin Ming was worried.

"No, you're optimistic about the Demon Realm. That bastard Zuo Yan had enmity with the Demon Realm before. I'm afraid they will seek revenge when they hear that the Soul Suppressing Beast is coming to the Demon Realm to make a fuss."

"But it's too dangerous for you to go alone. It's really impossible to let Yeyin go with you. Multiple people and multiple helpers."

"No, Yeyin has to stay and take care of the lord, besides he is injured." Mo Yu refused again.

"I'll go with you."

Gua Yue, who had been silent all this time, came over.

Mo Yu and the others looked at him in surprise.

Gua Yue just glanced at them indifferently, and then walked out of the secret room first.

"Ye Yin, you must keep an eye on your lord, don't let anyone approach him, that bastard Zuo Yan must be watching us in the dark, be careful of his tricks." Mo Yu warned.

Ye Yin nodded.

"it is good."

...

Hall of Souls

In the dormitory, Wen Xiaoai was sitting on the edge of the bed, while Jun Moyan was sitting on the two steps that were added for Wen Xiaoai's convenience in getting in and out of bed.

He hugged Wen Xiaoai's waist, buried his face in her arms, put his ear against her stomach, and closed his eyes.

It has been like this since Ziqionglin came back to now.

Wen Xiaoai held his head, and touched his head with one hand, but also said nothing.

"Jun Moyan..."

After some time, Wen Xiaoai called him.

His voice was a little hoarse, with a crying voice.

Jun Moyan froze for a moment, then sat up, looked at her, and asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

Wen Xiaoai shook her head.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

He seemed to have lost his soul, but when he talked about Wen Xiaoai's physical condition, he still cheered up.

"Damn me, you're still pregnant, how can I let you sit for so long, your waist will be sore."

As he said, he pulled Wen Xiaoai to stand up and asked her to lie down and rest for a while.

However, Wen Xiaoai pulled him back, then stretched out her hand to hug his face, pressed her forehead against his, and said with a sob:

"Jun Moyan, if you feel bad, just cry. When I'm unhappy, I just cry. Just cry."

Jun Moyan lowered his eyes slightly, then lightly rubbed Wen Xiaoai's nose with the tip of his nose, and said with a wry smile, "I'm fine."

"You must be suffering to death, right? During the tens of thousands of years you were a soul-suppressing beast, you were all by yourself. Only in the more than 20 years of being Jun Moyan, did you have family and friends. Although you have changed back Soul-suppressing beast, but you are still Jun Moyan, the second brother..."